Corcel de acero

If you hop on my steel steed,
you'll never regret it;
with it, we go in search of your soul,
surely you'll find it;
uh, uh; uh, uh, uh, uh,
surrounding your inner world.

Remembering at last that fear is fictional,
we have to get out of here;
we'll use the Mountain of the Sun,
from the valley of your imagination;
uh, uh; uh, uh, uh, uh,
a million years back.

You'll finally enter, we'll meet,
you'll have another chance;
to hear that legend,
you'll see the God of metal;
uh, uh; uh, uh, uh, uh,
you'll have another chance.

In my steel steed...
that dwells in the will...
you'll never regret it...
I'll be fighting for you...
in a remote country.